"Mmnn. Donna, please rub my clit. I want you to fuck me with your hand." And Donna urgently starting rubbing the young slit while sucking on the ha...d nipple. Gently she started inserting two fingers, which easily slid in. "Come on Donna. Stop playing with me. Fuck me now." Not wanting to disappoint her protégé, Donna tightened her fingers together into a salute and began pushing her hand in. Amanda's cunt juices and wide pussy made the task easy. Within minutes, Donna's entire hand. It was in early April and the track and field season had just started and I was trying out as a pole-vaulter, although after a month I was having a pretty mediocre start to my track career. I was trying my best but was having difficulty turning my body in the air and pushing off to clear the cross bar. One afternoon my coach suggested that I could improve my upper body strength by using the rope climb and drug me into the gym. I stood there staring up at a one inch rope that was dangling from a. He had a bad feeling about this campaign. This was not like the others. Before, he had always waged war on undisciplined barbarian outsiders. These rebel gladiators, low-caste or not, were of Prythian blood, and one thing Carpathiel knew with certainty – they were no fools. This Gorlann, especially, was a man of renown. Among the gladiators he had a reputation as a fighter both wily and brutal. Carpathiel had faced many foes. None, he had to admit, were quite like the ones who lay before him. He didn't kill the man who had planned on raping his daughter, but Paul would never walk the same again. He was sterile after that too.Of course Butch was arrested, but he had plenty to make a deal with, and he shared it all with the prosecuting attorney, who happened to be a woman, who happened to have been a cheerleader, and who still loathed the sexism she had suffered while pursuing that activity.Mandy and Brad were interviewed separately, but they already knew what they were going to say..